the Fierce & the LintKing's Amber Bits

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Grown to this faction in the Temple-garden,
Shall send between the red rose and the white
A thousand souls to death and deadly night.
King Henry VI

I stood in front of the portal, where the Lady awaited.

She gestured and I sat, watching the flowers sway in the current. Tendrils of the plants reached out as if picking invisible details out of the water. Some of the long, thin vines were more like whiskers, quivering in anticipation of the Lady's passage.

"This is the Garden," she said.

I nodded, although I did not know what she meant. I heard the capital in the word, and knew that was some of what she was saying.

She wore black, black threaded with a green so dark as to be almost invisible against the silk. She was the tallest woman I had seen in this Rebman realm. She crossed her legs, sitting across from me. Some of the floating leaves brushed against her, caressing the long black strands of her hair.